Whitechapel Quotes 2

This world is ours and we won’t stand still. Infinitude sets thy vision toward the deep.-Whitechapel, This Is Exile

Civilization will fall by the hand of all disease. Banished of all life and awoken from the grave.-Whitechapel, This Is Exile

How it feels to be demoralized? The life you live is now rotten and cold.-Whitechapel, This Is Exile

This is exile. We are the walking scum.-Whitechapel, This Is Exile

Vociferating hypocrites shall whisper every last word and they will not be heard.-Whitechapel, This Is Exile

Our death shall reign and our purpose exhort. False hope and lies we all glorify. This world is ours and you’re totally fucking dead.-Whitechapel, This Is Exile

Now that I can control the orifice of mankind, I gladly inform you’re all in a world of shit. Coprophagia would be the only solution. Open your fucking mouth and ingest what you are.-Whitechapel, Possession

Oh, sanguine blood of thy corpse, quench my thirst and stain my skin.-Whitechapel, To All That Are Dead

I am the one you think you see in the darkest of nights.-Whitechapel, To All That Are Dead

I have no patience for a cowardly prejudice. What’s done is done and what’s dead is dead.-Whitechapel, Exalt

No time for weak states of mind. So wake up.-Whitechapel, Exalt

Kneel before me or be cast down.-Whitechapel, Exalt

Bring me the head of treachery and greed, I won’t let this escape my grasp.-Whitechapel, Exalt

While you take your last gasp of air, crawl back into your comforting hole. Keep promising yourself that salvation will come.-Whitechapel, Somatically Incorrect

I really don’t think you know the life that you could hav just keep thinking everything will be all right… Keep thinking you can hide from destiny.-Whitechapel, Somatically Incorrect

Through hell, you will walk to even get the slightest moment of peace. You haven’t even gotten anything close to what you deserve.-Whitechapel, Somatically Incorrect

You haven’t even gotten anything close to what you deserve. It’s set in stone and putrefaction will be my oxygen
Recite your pledge to death and don’t forget to die. Choke on the false hope.-Whitechapel, Somatically Incorrect